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"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about," Dave snarled.

"By the sound of it I'm certainly more mature than you, dipshit."

"What, you think I wanted this shit? I don't even really remember what happened in the party game dimension last time but I'm pretty fucking sure I didn't ask for it. Who were you again?" Dave scratched his chin and - oh fuck, that was his hind leg, wasn't it. "Ugh. Please tell me there's...

"We're here to find that Charmander, Owen, and, like, figure out why there's a giant Magikarp around. Apparently."

Dave made a face at Curio and Ashwood. "Ugh. Don't remind me." His ears swiveled around at the sound of a thump; a Litten'd just appeared in the grass, looking about as disoriented as he had been. "Yup, you're a cat. Welcome to housepet club."

Dave stared at Ashwood. "That's... okay, never mind. It's Dave. Were you in the... the 'Truth or Dare' thing?" The memory was fuzzy; he felt pretty convinced it was a dream, but then again he was pretty sure some of the other people here also seemed vaguely familiar, somehow.

Dave looked over at Ashwood. "...Huh. Then how'd you know what a Golett is?"

Dave ignored the Zangoose, whom he had more or less written off as too dumb to live by now. "A dog. As in, a dog Pokémon. Canines. Share a common ancestor. Bitey, go woof, et cetera."

Dave jerked away at being touched. "Hey, fuck off. Here's a thought: you throw your own damn self at the threat, or a fucking rock, instead of picking up the nearest bystander. Jesus." At the Absol's concern he shook his head. "No, no, I'm fine, just trying to deal with turning into a fucking...

Dave had no warning before he was suddenly yanked from the ground and hurled through the air, splatting into the big angular monstrosity that'd just appeared. He tumbled to the ground and landed flat on his face. Everything hurt. "Augh! What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" he snapped at the...

Dave shook his head, tried to rise to his feet, and... couldn't. He blinked. Black paws. Out-of-focus muzzle. Oh, shit. This was familiar. He was a Poochyena. Wasn't that a dream? "Uuugh. I'm a fucking dog again." He pushed himself up on all fours. It didn't actually feel entirely unnatural...

Dave raised his eyebrows at Jaro. "So... Pokémon racism. That's a new one. Okay." "Ready? Sure. Bring it on."

"I mean, Jigglypuff in general are both Normal and Fairy. Something that makes you special, or what?" Dave rolled his eyes at the Litwick. "Fuck off."

"Why are you being so fucking vague? Jesus. 'The change may be dramatic? The fuck's that supposed to mean?"

"Fairy-'blooded'?" Dave raised an eyebrow at Jaro.

"Huh." Dave scratched his chin. "I mean, okay. Not complaining. So what's this about new bodies?"

Dave leaned against a wall, trying to massage the headache out of his temples. This place gave him the strangest sense of deja vu, reminiscent of... some dream he'd had about being a fucking dog? Jesus Christ. He supposed this wasn't any weirder than the mafia board game universe, or whatever...

Mine:

I'm glad I actually got off my ass and read this! Will do my best to keep up and review (but, fair warning, I always say that and I'm still behind on reviewing all my favorite fics). I had somewhat mixed feelings about the prologue at the start - well-done battle but I didn't really get a lot...

I'd like to volunteer to make art prizes! Samples of my work (with varying degrees of effort put in) can be seen on my artblog. I've done art prizes for various events before and delivered quickly. Can pretty much do any number, it'd just mean they take a bit longer.